The Once and Future Dragon King

by Tulzdavampslayer

Chapter X - Will the real King Arthur please shut up?

Bla. Can't be bothered writing a disclaimer. But I don't own anything I use. I own Elaine, but only barely. And I own Blaise's gender. Mwaha. not really. oh well.

Thanks to all my faithfuls, love you all...

Before I start the tenth chapter I'd like to make a quick apology. It's altogether possible that the humour will die in the next few chapters. When I was writing them a couple of months ago, I had been going through a bit of a rough time with work and a guy that I cared about there. We were seeing each other for a bit and I thought we were close. Unfortunately he is a bit depressed and pessimistic, and I think my affectionate side caught him a bit by surprise. He's a really good friend now, and I have found somebody who really really really cares about me, but that's totally none of your business atm. I've tried to make the story happy again, but I kinda like the way they are atm. Hopefully I won't screw them all up too much. Now on with the show...

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"Potter."

"Malfoy."

Draco sneered. "We would appreciate it if those of lower status referred to us as 'Sire'."

Harry punched Draco's lights out.

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Albus Dumbledore was ticked off. Why, of all times, did the teachers have to go crazy this year? A few years ago, it would have been fine, perhaps even preferable. If only the attack of the previous year had not left them all quite so scarred.

It was such an inconvenience.

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Hermione looked up from her heavy book. "Oh, hello there, your highness."

Ginny winced. "Evenin', Hermione. Uh... could you maybe cut back on the royalty references? It makes me jittery."

"Why?" Hermione asked. "Because you're part of a prophecy? How do you think Harry feels, being part of two?" Hermione paused for a moment and giggled. "Or is it because you'll have to marry Malfoy?"

The darkness behind Hermione's couch snorted. Ginny looked questioningly at Hermione, but the bushy-haired seventeen year old didn't seem to have heard anything.

"Hermione, you know I don't believe in fate. I won't be marrying Draco any time soon."

The darkness spluttered and spat out a red-faced Ron Weasley. "'Draco'? Since when were you two on a first-name basis? And waddya mean 'any time soon'? Don't you mean 'ever'? Ginny Weasley, I forbid you to marry that git! I forbid you to date him too! If you ever even talk to him in a friendly manner, I'll... I'll-never-see-you-again!"

"Ron," Hermione warned quietly.

"Well, master Weasley," Ginny said in a completely calm tone. "I wonder how you will keep your eyes closed around me forever, for I have no intention of stopping seeing my boyfriend!"

Ginny gave the two a confident smile, and went up to her room.

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Albus Dumbledore signed his name, folded the letter to the Ministry, placed it in an envelope, and set the school's seal into it with red wax.

"Fawkes, I have an errand for you."

The phoenix ruffled its feathers and shook its bright head.

Albus Dumbledore nodded slowly.

Fawkes did the complete opposite.

Albus Dumbledore frowned.

Fawkes bashfully took the letter and flew out the window.

Albus Dumbledore thanked the stars it had been open this time.

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Pansy looked up. "All hail his royal majesty, King Whosits," she commented wryly. "Nice black eye, sire."

Draco growled. "You know, sister, you should show a King more respect."

"Ah, but you forget, my dear brother," Blaise replied. "We are both Queens."

Millicent giggled, but was left unnoticed.

Elaine and Tom went on with their homework, oblivious to the now sulking teenager in their midst.

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Albus Dumbledore was a bit worried. Perhaps he should have explained the prophecy to the students a bit better. He hoped they weren't taking their roles too seriously. After all, it wasn't like any of them were going to follow the exact same paths as their predecessors...

Albus Dumbledore hit himself in the head.

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Harry stormed into the Common Room, surprising Ron and Hermione mid-snog. Harry didn't notice, he was too busy storming.

"Harry..." Hermione started.

"What in Merlyn's name is wrong with you?" Ron finished. (a/n - when I was typing this, for some reason I typed Rikbin instead of Ron. Just thought you might be interested to know that. or not.)

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Albus Dumbledore blinked and looked around, surprised.

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"Draco bloody git-face Malfoy, that's what's wrong!" Harry stormed.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Is that all?"

Harry stormed on. "He wanders around, like he's King of England-"

"Which he is."

"-kissing Ginny in as many places as is humanly possible-"

"WHAT?" Ron joined the storm.

"Ron, Harry didn't mean it like that, I'm sure," Hermione attempted to reason with the storm growing in front of her.

Meanwhile, Harry was still going. "-and now I've got a detention, and all he got is a ruddy black eye. It's not fair."

The storm deflated a bit as Harry collapsed into a sofa. Well, onto it, as the only sofa that has ever eaten anyone was in 'Black Books'. The author recommends everyone watches more British Comedy.

Hermione sighed as she realised the real problem. "What's not fair, Harry? The fact that you're on detention for beating up your crush's boyfriend? Or the fact that he's the King, and you're second best?"

"You're getting very good at this, Hermione," Ron whispered. Hermione grinned in agreement.

The storm subsided.

Harry sighed. "I'm sorry. I guess... my vanity got in the way again. I was sure I'd be the big hero-"

"See?" Hermione exclaimed. "There you go! Hero Complex, I always said it!"

Harry frowned.

Ron cringed. "Can't we just call it a saving-people-thing? 'Complex' sounds so... crazy..."

Harry stomped off. "When one of you becomes a psychiatrist, call me crazy as much as you like then! until then, leave my complexities and/or neuroses to me!"

The couple watched the storm pass into the distance. After Harry slammed the door upstairs, Hermione collapsed back into her chair. She also meant 'onto'. But 'onto' sounded too hard a word, and the couch was very smooshy.

Ron turned to his girlfriend. "What's a psychiatrist?"

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Albus Dumbledore bit a thumbnail. He'd have to start his plan a little earlier than expected.

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"It wasn't like I was doing anything-"

" - much," Blaise finished Draco's sentence for him.

"Except maybe tease and bully him, and snog his best friend's sister at every possible moment," Pansy added.

Draco poked his tongue out very maturely at the two girls. "You two're no help."

Pansy and Blaise rolled their eyes and went to bed.

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Yes, there's another chapter gone! next up is chapter XI (wow) - 'Blame the Paparazzi'!!! ...now featuring more thunderstorms in the bodies of teenage boys, tables, and really quiet bricks!!!

love you all, keep reviewing! - tulz